The following pages chronicle the journey of the sailing vessel Pelagic and her crew. We are a family of 5; Michael, Amy, Zander, Porter and Anakena, taking our 42' Hallberg Rassy as far as we can comfortably go in three years. We left Oregon in September 2014, participated in the 2014 Baja Haha, continued on through the Panama Canal, into the Caribbean, up the coast of the US to Maritime Canada and from there crossed the Atlantic. After an arrival in Ireland we toured Scotland, then sailed down to France, Portugal and on to Morocco. In January of 2016 we slowed down considerably and enrolled the kids in a local Spanish school in Sanlucar de Guadiana for a few months. In the spring of 2016 we crossed the Atlantic towards the Caribbean. We are now in the Pacific, officially on our way home, albeit via a very circuitous path. We are currently in French Polynesia and looking at weather windows to Hawaii before finally making landfall back in the Pacific Northwest.

Currently our exact location is not available. Our spot coverage will pick us back up in Hawaii towards the end of May, 2017.

Our favorite sailing quote:

"If anythings gonna happen, it's gonna happen out there boss!" Captain Ron






Friday, September 2, 2016

Grenada, reflections on a week of leisure, September 1

Our first hash
Part of the course was half a kilometer down a river

Just slightly different from other runs.....!

Oh, I can see how people get stuck here!  Boats come for the hurricane season and have a hard time leaving.  The cruising community is a tight one and we are getting sucked into the folds of local clubs, meetings, cocktail hours and play groups.  So far we have done a few organized hikes, Zander and I participated in our very first hash (hike/run through the jungle following a trail of shredded paper.....more info to come on a future blog), we’ve had countless play dates on the beach, sailed Hobie cats, enjoyed numerous cocktail hours and most impressively Ana has been taking swimming lessons from the Grenada Olympic coach!   We’ve caught up with friends also hiding from the hurricanes and made countless new ones.  Porter, our socialite, is in heaven.  There seem to be a glutton of 11 year old boys in Grenada this season and they meet on the beach most afternoons, after they are all released from boat schooling. They play, wrestle, climb trees, swim and do whatever else 11 year old boys like to do.  Generally, there is at least one crying, one bleeding and one accusing another of bullying, but miraculously, they all show up the next day and the cycle continues.  If only adults could fight and make up so easily!  The other kids are also enjoying the multitude of kids in the nearby anchorages. Mike is itching to head west, but we continue to find things for him to work on and keep him here.  For example, today someone pumped the fuel bulb on the outboard so many times the fuel back flowed into the oil pan, displacing all the oil with gasoline.  The four of us are putting forth a valiant effort to keep him occupied and never bored!  It doesn’t matter what boat you have, there are always things to do to keep your boat floating.  We have an older boat, but friends with newer boats still have constant headaches.  Bigger and newer boats just have more bells and whistles and systems to break!

I’m not sure why, but the homeschooling is going really well and I hope I don’t jinx it by putting it on paper.  Ana has started first grade so we’ve amped up her schedule and she is rising to the occasion.  Porter is officially in his first year of middle school and all of a sudden is showing some interest in actually learning the material I put before him.  Imagine that! Zander starts 8th grade and is taking most of his subjects seriously.  As for me, I’m mostly enjoying the subject content that I am essentially re-learning; history of the middle ages, physical science, algebra, Spanish and economics. 

At some point we will have to start to think about our next move, heading west to the ABC islands (Aruba, Bonaire and Curacao), but for the moment we are really enjoying the slow island pace here in Grenada.

We've sailed 20K miles and yet what do they want to do when we get to an anchorage?